Sunday 31 December 2006

Last Words


It's my last post of the year and I don't know what to write about. Should I talk about men? Shopping? Me? Hey, I've just realised that 'Men' is just 'Me' with an extra letter at the end of it. Hmmmm. And not even a vowel at that :P

Did anyone see that YouTube guy who took a photo of himself everyday for like, 6 years and then comped them together into a video? Now that's commitment. I have been thinking about snapping my outfit everyday for the next year, but that seems like alot of hard work. Anyone in favour say I. Oh, youknowwhatimean!

One last insight for the year: SL is great cos it's just so bloody EASY. Over-indulged over the festive season and can't be arsed to exercise? Hey - just adjust your shape a little. Too lazy to shift the sliders? Just go buy a new one! Perspiration? What's that?!

Ok, clock is ticking - quick, resolutions:
1) STOP eating at my desk, especially crumbly, crackery things that breed ant farms in my keyboard.

2) Prioritise answering the telephone over answering IMs.

3) Do not agree to requests by strange men to to sit on strange poseballs.

4) Stop feeling guilty about appearing offline to annoying twats (but not quite having the heart to kick them off my list completely). And no, I'm not talking about you.

5) Make more of an effort to meet some cool girls because I miss female company.

6) Spend more time with The Sherms because he keeps me sane in a crazy convulated kind of way by being so psychotically insane. Shermie is irony playing Twister.

7) Keep my inventory organised.

8) Make friends with a furry. Like, good friends.

9) And finally, my last resolution is for Fade. But I'm not telling.

*Newsflash: I hear Lionel Richie singing "All Night Long" on the telly. Are we back in the 80s again?? Or is it just cos Nicole is so hot right now?

I wish you all a f*cking fab.u.lous 2007.
It is the dawn of a New Year, my friends.
Who knows what miracles it may hold?

All my love,
xLx

Thursday 28 December 2006

Modelling

I dropped in at a junkyard and picked up this HUGE animation freebie with about 100 model poses, and spent a very entertaining evening trying them out. I can't believe some AVs have to pose like this all day for a living.

I wonder if SL models are like the RL models I know here. Hmmmm. To be a cliche or not to be: that is the question.

This is our two cents' worth.

Ryno, Koi and Luxe are wearing flexi penis in Circumcised.
Mr Roboto refused to participate because he is currently dating a supermodel.


Er, PS: mature content....

Wednesday 27 December 2006

Another Year, Another Yuletide

Christmas is over, and I'm glad.

December is usually such a happy time for me, filled with excitement and anticipation for Santa's stockings and the year ahead. But I am one of the lucky ones.

Maybe I was going to all the wrong parties, but SL was a downer. Many of my friends were sad, or lonely, or depressed, or all of the above. I wish there was so much more I could do than sit and listen, a poseball's width apart while my avi checked her nails and looked around and stretched and yawned.

I had no insights, no experiences, or words of advice to share.

Except, perhaps, to visit Kawaii Ku in Nakama...where you will always find your pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

<3 I am here for you always <3


Tuesday 26 December 2006

Gender Wars

Koi is in Death Kitty by Gothica, and Mr Roboto is appearing as himself.

Discouraged by the lack of options in male clothing, Koi has decided to take drastic measures and undergo a complete makeover. Err, did I say makeover? I meant sex change.

I like her much better this way, we're getting on like a house on fire AND she has found her BFF (um, best friend forever for the rest of you). We went shopping all day at The Block!

Today was the best birthday EVER!

Koi wears Gothique Lolita by Canimal, and Scene is fierce in Dice from Artilleri. Mr Roboto is on loan.

Monday 25 December 2006

Ho Ho Ho!

My first Christmas in SL and all I did was shop for skins to match the gorgeous pressies I got from you-kn0w-who. Who? Who!

Merry Crimbo, friends & lovers xoxo

Saturday 23 December 2006

Sibling Rivalry

I had to ask Koi (my alt) to come over to Topaz and help me out with Christmas cards today.

Weirdest. feeling. ever. to be eyeballing myself.

Needless to say, we started to disagree with each other almost immediately and it wasn't long before that old chestnut:
"I HATE you," screams Koi, slamming the door.
"FINE!" yells Luxe, spit flying in fury.
"I didn't ask to be born!!" Koi's muffled shouts reverberate through the door.

Yeah, whatever. At least I got my Christmas cards sorted out.

Luxe is fuming in Santa's Little Ho by Solange, and Koi is sulking in Gritty Kitty.

Friday 22 December 2006

2 Favourite Places

I've decided they should have a post of their own :)


Randy's Little Kyoto in Juho, and my new friend Accord's skins at Neko's shop. Fabulous, glowing, luminous. Don't forget to visit the exquisite sento (or Japanese communal bath) for a bit of skinship. They have even thoughtfully provided towels and yukata for post-bath lounging. Here I am in one of Accord's skin Chihiro Skin Bihada (medium) in Mai make-up.


Pop's Greasy Spoon at Vampire Empire. Best hotcakes and poptarts this side of the metaverse. Remember to be kind to Grendel, the sweetest pixie you'll ever meet and say Hi from me.

Sunday 17 December 2006

SL Otaku

Luxe is wearing a beige off-shouldered sweater by Iki,
a jade choker by Shiny Things, and aviators from FNKY!

William Gibson described an otaku as a 'pathological techno-fetishist with social deficit' in his cult classic Idoru. It's not particularly complimentary, especially in Japan, and more often than not refers to a 30 year-old living in his parent's basement, swaddled in grey, saggy y-fronts, subsisting on instant ramen and only leaving their cracksweat infused computer chair to eat, shit or sleep.


I arrived in beautiful sun-drenched Sydney today and am staying in a gorgeous modern hotel under the Harbour Bridge overlooking that old postcard favourite, the Opera House. Summer is here, and the sun is reflecting brilliant jewels off the aquamarine of Sydney Harbour.


And where am I? Holed up in my hotel room, hunched over my laptop with room service (Coffin Bay oysters, not instant ramen, thank you very much) scouring SL for new, cool places and hoping Babs will login soon.


"It's a slippery slope, my friends, a very slippery slope indeed," I mutter, squirming in my seat thinking that thongs are so uncomfortable for sitting any extended length of time, and wondering if I've thrown those old granny pants away...

Thursday 7 December 2006

Newbie Nostalgia / SK8

I have been feeling nostalgic for the excitement I felt as a brand new newbie.

Everything has felt so limited of late - frustration at poseballs that never work, a hunger like a dirty claw that is never truly satisfied. Conversations that duplicate themselves. Recognizing patterns like too many repeats on a prim.

It makes me want to turn my head away.

Ugh. I need a drink.

*Shakes herself to clear the doom & gloom*
*Takes a long and lingering sip of Kim Crawford's State Highway 63 Sauvignon Blanc*
*Says MMMMMMMMM in her head, in SL, on her blog and out loud*

OKAY. Now that's out of my system!

Has anyone been to the skate park at Blacktail Ridge? It's wicked fun, but first - sort yourself out with a skateboard. I reckon Stizzy's at Zephyr Heights have the best decks. I bought Eduardo Falken's board with 31 tricks and 9 jumps bla bla bla but it felt a bit too clunky. Who wants to be pressing all those buttons when you're carving up the bowls?

That reminds me of the katana I bought from Tiger Armour. Beautiful to look at. Cost a FAIR penny. But in the middle of a battle, who can be arsed to type "/5 slash"? Surely speed and accuracy are key? I could well be missing a trick here - someone enlighten me.

Perhaps I should change the name of this blog to "Notes from an Impulsive Shopper"....

My favourite cameo is practising his kickflips on a Stizzy board

Oh, and PS:
J.Lo has just released a new perfume called Live Luxe! I saw it on the plane back from Hong Kong and may I just say......it reeks like an old lady that has tried to disguise her incontinence with too much Windex. Sorry J.Lo.

I want to change my name, my blog and my whole second life now.

Poo.